ix. 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐊.

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┊ ➶ 。˚ ° s2; chapter five, act one ✧

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┊ ➶ 。˚ ° s2; chapter five, act one
.*the pills

NOVEMBER 3RD, 1984

translations google translate used so may be inaccurate :
ma douce : my sweet ( french )
mi vida : my life ( spanish )
amour : love ( french )
parfait ! : perfect ( french )
ma belle : my beautiful ( french )
peindre : paint ( french )
chérie : dear ( french )
salut ; bye ( informal french )
abuela ; grandma ( spanish )

also google told me that care bears tv show came out 85 but many other websites said 1984 so im just gonna stick with 84 so i can make my love obsessed with it cuz i used to be as a kid too<3

also google told me that care bears tv show came out 85 but many other websites said 1984 so im just gonna stick with 84 so i can make my love obsessed with it cuz i used to be as a kid too<3

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⸺ 𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐕𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐘 had been sat on a stool for the past hour. she was wearing her 'painting overalls' that were actually warn down dark blue overalls that had been doused in paint over the years.

she had dry paint of all colours on the article of clothing, mostly pastel colours, and a baggy white shirt underneath that had also been roughed up and covered in paint. she was focused on the painting before her, some paint had somehow gotten onto her cheek, tip of her nose and spotted around her neck.

she also had residue of a hand mark around her mouth where she covered her sneeze and forgot she was hand-painting a moment before. in conclusion, the brunette was covered in paint. her hair was in a low, loose bun with stands of hair sticking out from her lazy tie.

her foot tapped to the beat of 'jessies girl' that played through her headphones. a smile present on her face at the upbeat song, her head barley bopping along yo the lyrics as she dragged her paintbrush across the canvas. paint bottles sprawled out across the floor, probably leaking onto her dark wood, extra paintbrushes stranded on the bottom of her easel and brown coloured water from all the paint she dipped in it.

𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐒, max mayfieldWhere stories live. Discover now